Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 432
Inside the bar.

The voice was extremely noisy, Fang Xian and the homeless man sat at a remote bar.

The bartender and the bodyguard looked at each other, feeling a little strange.

Even if someone is willing to pay, they may not be willing to let this homeless man enter the store. Why did they agree just now?

Fang Xian didn't care about these things, looking at the voracious homeless man in front of him, he thought silently: "A week ago... that was very close to the time when Luo Fu disappeared..."

The nameless homeless man on the opposite side devoured it, as if he was very hungry.

On his body, there are not only sloppy marks, but also bruises from beatings.

Obviously, in an exclusive town, a foreigner who is very easy to bully suddenly appears, and he can probably fully appreciate the "enthusiasm" of the locals.

If it is a young woman, it may be treated even more horribly.

Fang Xian saw that he was almost finished eating, and suddenly asked: "Think about it again...have you really forgotten your origin?"

His voice was blurred, and he suddenly used a little hypnosis technique he had learned.

With the bonus of high spirit, this kind of low-level hypnosis doesn't need any props.

"I..." There was fear on the homeless man's face: "I remember...my home seems to be here, at the highest place...but every time I say that, they beat me."

"This gentleman, don't be fooled by him, he is a liar."

The bartender who delivered the wine passed by and reminded disdainfully: "The tallest villa here belongs to the fair and wealthy Mr. Walter... that is a kind and kind gentleman who often does charity activities and has won the support of everyone in the town." Respect... The police officer in our town once drove this homeless man there, to Mr. Walter, but Mr. Walter didn't know him at all, this is a liar! He is not Mr. Walter at all friends and relatives!"

The bartender was very indignant.

Even, his anger was beyond common sense, so Fang Xian had to send another banknote, with a little mental pressure, before sending him away.

After eating the food, Fang Xian walked out of the bar with the homeless man.

When he was at a high altitude, he glanced at the topography of the town, which was built on a gentle slope.

The highest place in the town, clearly visible here, is a beautiful large villa.

"Let's go, let's visit Mr. Walter!"

Fang Xian pulled the homeless man up the ramp.

Along the way, he felt some nausea and malicious sights.

This has exceeded a certain limit, it is not ordinary disgust, it is simply hatred, the kind that can brew murderous intent.

……

Hilltop Villa.

Fang Xian rang the doorbell, and not long after, a maid came to answer the door: "Sir...excuse me...ah..."

She saw the homeless man with disgust on her face.

"Do you know him?"

Fang Xian smiled and asked, "He said he lives here."

"Sir...this is a despicable liar who has deceived many people with lies!" The maid's voice was high-pitched and sharp, her round face flushed with anger: "He pretends to be a relative of Mr. Walter, and often has strangers who don't know the truth." man, bring him here."

"I want to see Mr. Walter."

Fang Xian frowned.

"No need, this one has caused a lot of trouble to Mr. Walter."

The maid refused without hesitation.

At this time, the movement at the front door also attracted the attention of the people inside the villa.

"what happened?"

A middle-aged man in pajamas came out with a dignified appearance, holding his beautiful wife in his arms, and two beautiful daughters beside him.

When Fang Xian saw him, his pupils shrank instantly, and he was speechless for a moment: "Love..."

He was a little angry, but also a little funny, thinking to himself: "It's a pity that I was so anxious to find you, so it turns out that you kid is hiding here and having a good time..."

Of course, he also knew that this was definitely not Love's original intention.

His character has been distorted, and even his memory has been tampered with, thinking that he is Walter.

The body at this time is no different from that of a walking dead.

"Sir, are you here for him too?"

Love looked at Fang Xian and smiled politely: "I can swear by Walter's local reputation over the years, I don't know this person, and he is not my relative."

"Yes, I believe."

Fang Xian looked at the tramp next to him with a pitiful expression.

This guy is probably the real 'Walter' himself?
A week earlier, Love, who had been mysteriously affected, had arrived to replace him.

took away his house, family, friends...

Even the residents of the town think that Love is the real Walter!
'At present, it can be preliminarily determined that the scope of this kind of influence is probably a town? '

'Why... Walter is still alive, and won't leave here unless his memory loss, his pain, is also an important part of the ceremony. '

Some family members do not kill for the sake of killing.

They require 'cooking' and strict 'steps' and 'processes' according to certain rules.

Otherwise, the ceremony will not be complete and the effect will not be good.

Or, offerings are as dull and uninteresting as eating cake without cream.

Fang Xian estimated that the latter possibility is more likely.

When everything is revealed, whether it's Walter's pain or Love's despair, it may be the supreme delicacy and enjoyment for the hidden Starry Sky Familiars.

"So... where is it?"

Fang Xian was thinking about this question, and suddenly raised his head: "The night gave me eyes, and I will use them to pursue greatness!"

In an instant, his eyes changed.

Without the whites of the eyes, the eyes became pitch black, like two black holes and an abyss.

This is his improvised 'spell', maybe it can be named 'Black Eye' or 'Peeping Eye'!
At this moment, in Fang Xian's eyes, the entire town was shrouded in a dense layer of purple starlight.

Everyone's pupils glowed with a strange color, but everyone didn't think it was unusual.

"You... your eyes!"

Love stepped back in horror as his wife screamed and his daughter clung to his thigh.

But behind their necks, Fang Xian saw a mollusk-like octopus-like creature clinging to it, its tentacles pierced the spine, and fiddled with the nerves.

"A descendant of the starry sky family?"

Fang Xian nodded: "If it develops for you, it will be the real horror."

He saw that there is also such a descendant in the maid and the tramp.

"The mother's body, isn't it in Love's body?"

Fang Xian made another discovery, which made things a lot easier.

He recited the hymn of worms, and huge worms spewed out from the void, biting the necks of Love and Walter with their sharp mouthparts, wriggling non-stop.

The child body struggled, but was quickly swallowed.

Luo Fu's expression became blank for a moment, looking at the women next to him, with a horrified expression on his face: "Damn it!!"

　There is something to do during the Dragon Boat Festival, and it may be three times a day for these three days, and the update at [-] o'clock in the morning is gone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)